Grandmother's Visiting Spirit

My name is Kristina, I am 14 years old, and I would like to share my
encounters with you. After my grandmother died in August of 1994 I had
moved into her room -- the room she had died in. After she had died my
sister and I began hearing strange noises. At night, when everyone was
asleep we could hear someone walking down the halls and we could hear
people talking.

My room is close to the bathroom and when you come out and look to
the right you can see into my room. Well, one night I went to the
bathroom and when I came out something told me to look at my room -- so
I looked and my light was off. A couple of seconds passed and then while
I was looking a white ghostly figure walked from the middle of my room,
past the doorway, and into my wall. After that happenend I ran and told
my parents, and they went and looked, but there was nothing there. After
that night I would not sleep in that room because I was scared the
ghostly figure would come back.

Not too long after that, my sister told me that at night when she
was trying to sleep someone would sit at the end of her bed and when she
opened her eyes no one would be there. The same has happened to me. I do
believe that the ghost is my grandmother.

This phenomena hasn't just happened to my sister and I, it has
also happened to my mother and father. One night my mother was in my
sister's room playing the Nintendo and she was alone in the house. She
said that while she was playing she felt as if something was behind her,
so she turned around and looked -- nothing was there. She went back to
her game and it happened again, when she turned around the second time,
again, nothing was there. So she started playing again but this time the
hairs on the back of her neck started to raise up so she turned around
and when she did, again she saw nothing. As scared as she was she got up
and left the house.

My father also had an encounter with this spirit. It was about
7:30 AM on a weekday and he was sitting in his truck getting ready to
leave for work when he looked up and saw something like a white mist
shoot by his truck window. It couldn't have been fog because that
morning it was clear and kind of sunny.

The most recent incident was not too long ago, my friends Lacie
and Melissa had stayed the night and it was about 1:00 AM and we were in
my room watching TV. My dad and my mom were in their room, and my little
brother was asleep on their bed. My dad said that he looked into the
hallway and he saw a little boy about my brother's size walk from my
brother's room into the hallway, and past their door. At first my dad
thought it was me or one of my friends but he found us in my room. He
had asked us if we went into my brother's room and we said "No," and to
this day we do not know what it was. These are all of the encounters we
have had so far.